05-12-2019, 03:08 AM
Everli knew almost nothing about kingdoms. She isn’t sure what diplomats and warriors are, but they sound important, and for a moment she almost becomes apprehensive. If it weren’t for her mind reading, the colt could have easily had her fooled. Even with being able to peek inside of his mind, there is a brief flicker of alarm in her bright eyes, before she realizes that he was only kidding. “Captive?” She echoes him, making sure to look properly surprised, even though there is silent amusement glittering in her dark eyes. “Well, I guess if it’s the rules, you better follow them.” She could feel herself beginning to relax with colt, and she had to keep her laughter from bubbling from her chest to her mouth as she struggled to keep up her act.
She realizes that he notices that certain things in their conversation weren’t adding up, and she can feel a blush begin to rise to her cheeks again. Oh no, he knows. He’s going to think she’s a freak, or worse, think that she’s doing it on purpose to try and spy on him. This was exactly why she tried to keep her trait to herself; she didn’t want anyone to think she was weird, or that they couldn’t trust her. She was usually so cautious, and of course she had managed to mess up when it actually counted.
Having heard his thoughts, she is surprised when he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he seemed to brush it off, perhaps as an odd coincidence that she just happened to bring up something he had only been thinking. Whatever the reason, she releases a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding He didn’t know; her secret was still safe. “A warrior?” This time, the admiration in her voice is genuine. She was so soft and quiet, she couldn’t imagine ever being strong enough to fight with someone. “But...couldn’t you die?”
She realizes that he notices that certain things in their conversation weren’t adding up, and she can feel a blush begin to rise to her cheeks again. Oh no, he knows. He’s going to think she’s a freak, or worse, think that she’s doing it on purpose to try and spy on him. This was exactly why she tried to keep her trait to herself; she didn’t want anyone to think she was weird, or that they couldn’t trust her. She was usually so cautious, and of course she had managed to mess up when it actually counted.
Having heard his thoughts, she is surprised when he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he seemed to brush it off, perhaps as an odd coincidence that she just happened to bring up something he had only been thinking. Whatever the reason, she releases a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding He didn’t know; her secret was still safe. “A warrior?” This time, the admiration in her voice is genuine. She was so soft and quiet, she couldn’t imagine ever being strong enough to fight with someone. “But...couldn’t you die?”
Everli
@[Pteron]